Brother

Brother,

It's so much that I could never say to your face

But by now

You should know the world and all its ways

So find your place!

How do I find words that do not condescend

When she bore you before me

Cause she doesn't need a child she needs a friend

A son, not a sob story

Now you must of never heard of what she did for you

And your priority it must be heard

Now you must of never heard of what she did for you

Cause we'll never be the way we were

She can't always be there just to hold your down

Our mother

When you are at a age now

well life turns around, my brother

Realize that you don't have to answer to no man

Responsibility comes down to you

But how can I expect you to understand

When you live life like its so unthrough

Now you must of never heard of what she did for you

And your priority, it must be heard

Now you must of never heard of what she did for you

Cause we'll never be the way we were

The way we were

We'll never be

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

At your priority, It must be heard